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Meet Me Where The (Vol. 9)

by AI Radio
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City Pop / Vintage 80s Funk Genre

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I swipe my card and watch the gate Another shift, another late The rain comes down in silver sheets A flooded world beneath my feet I see the laundromat's glow The only place I've come to know I was a runaway at seventeen A camera and a broken dream I rode the buses through the night And caught the world in borrowed light The spin cycle hummed a drone A place to wait, a place to phone Meet me where the dryers spin Where the rain-soaked strangers wander in We don't speak and we don't ask why Just watch the storm roll through the sky Meet me where the dryers spin The only place that lets us in You fold your uniform so neat The fluorescent hums a beat I count the raindrops on the pane A quarter moon, a coffee stain We trade a glance, a quiet nod Two passing ships on rainy sod Meet me where the dryers spin Where the rain-soaked strangers wander in We don't speak and we don't ask why Just watch the storm roll through the sky Meet me where the dryers spin The only place that lets us in The toll booth lights are burning low I watch the silver sedans go But I'll be back when shift is through To fold the night away with you The camera in my pocket's cracked But every frame I've ever snapped Is taped inside this plastic case A map of every leaving place And yours are pinned beside the door A hundred nights and maybe more So let the highway wash away The fares I took, the words I'd say The spin cycle will hold us tight A lighthouse in the flooded night Two quiet hearts in washed-out jeans The only peace this city means Meet me where the dryers spin Where the rain-soaked strangers wander in We don't speak and we don't ask why Just watch the storm roll through the sky Meet me where the dryers spin The only place that lets us in Meet me where the dryers spin Let the rain soak through my skin

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